INTROVERT LOVE'S
Episodes 10
Mute Witness
“Those who want to kill themselves Come on, come on!!! Who want to cook meat docked, docked
webbing yoo, cheap yooo.” A kitchen tool trader was mobbed by terminal visitors, his body small but his voice was very loud.
“Ayoo, Dek, bought for his house people, if you do not have for his girlfriend if you do not have for yourself can cut anything including loneliness he he he.”
“If cutting distance can not, Bang?” askaku.
“Don't distance , Deck, false hope can be cut.” We compact wide.
“Apaan anyway, rich promotion time is it.” Mama with Ara
come close.
“Iya, nih, Ma, you need to learn more Abang,”sahut Ara.
“Belii one dong, Ma. Cool nih knife can cut the distance, false hope also.” I chuckle.
“Continue to commit suicide tooaa?” Mama's gaze was cynical to the Seller's brother.
“He he he cananda Bu. Buseet is really a girl. Have a girlfriend yet?”
“Apaan?” Ara glares.
“This is not a child, but a potential ghost,” said Mama. Ara blushed.
“Lah, so this Adek's girlfriend?” Salesman's brother
pointed at.
“Suitable, bye. The only handsome one is beautiful may it last, yak. Hence buy one knife Brother he he he he.”
“Hidih, can only people, okay I buy two for home, but you please change the yel-yelnya do not need to use the word suicide-suicide, can?” mama's upset.
“But, Mom. Later quiet buyer.”
“Mana maybe, sustenance already there is a chat, it could be later more rame, if the promotion is good.”
“Iya, her?”
“Yes obviously, for example, if someone actually committed suicide after buying a knife from you well his sin follow you responsibility.”
“Astrichesaaa.” The seller's brother shook his head.
“You're married?” Ask Mama.
“Already, Bu.”
“Have a child?”
“Two, Mom. Still on small all.”
“Tuh, right! that's a blessing, dong. Nih I have more sustenance, buyjain for the needs of his son yes, send greetings to your wife too.” mama gave some pieces of money fifties to the seller's brother, eyes
the man was glazed.
Poong, pooooong!
The long-awaited bus finally came, Araa's family at the counter waved at us. The bus was getting closer, the sound of the horn sounded strong, my mind was blocked. That day we were really apart.
“Buuu hopefully his recovery will be smoother, his son is a match! And you, Dek! Don't waste your cute girl on that cute busetu.” He shouted at us who were running small towards the bus, for a moment I turned, guaranteed.
“The destination bus Bengkulu-Bukit Tinggi will be departing soon, it is expected that all passengers prepare tickets and all their belongings.” The counter attendant had just announced her departure via michrophone, Ara had not boarded the bus but I already felt lost.
Suwandi's father was busy putting things in the trunk, that day he would also take Ara to the boarding house. Three women I love the most embrace each other, Mama, Mother Nisa and Ara cry to be the center of attention beat the kitchen tool salesman's brother in the opposite counter earlier. It's a real secret I was holding at the time, in prayer.
“He, why, hm?”
“Ee .. engga.” Ara roused me from the daydream.
“How can I be fine if you don't exist.”
“He, by the way what?”
“Truly yes, take care of your heart,”I doubt.
“Jaga from whom?”
“Yes from men there, lah.”
“Oalah, from Mamang school guard, huh? Keep the same
his guard?”
“Lah?”
“Yes, Dad said in the cottage there are no men besides
school guard with security guard, santri men split campus.”
“Sgratitude.”
“Eh, I can still text, right? Call?”
“Haaan, I told you, I can't. His cellphone was tipped the same ustadzah, you seriously want to call? Yeah, just call me let me get out
from pesantren!”
“How to?”
“What's the way?” ask him back. I looked down, not answering.
My body is squeezing, it looks like my spirit is gone.
“Ara, can you hold hands, sun forehead?” My mouth can be a mess.
“Ha? What?” Ara surprise.
“I want to be the first.” The devil within me is becoming more and more self-destructive.
“Serious, Han?”
“He em.” I'm nodding.
“Things to be ashamed, Han? Rame this loh ..”
“Engga, ayok hunt.”
“Ya already, here forward.”
Without asking much I would.
Bruuk!
Ara threw her backpack, I reflexively caught the heavy bag until her hands almost fell. Ara covering her mouth held back a laugh, before long the laughter turned cry, while wiping away the tears, full of emotion
he said, “Patience, stupid!”
“To the whole
passengers bus majors Bengkulu-Bukit high please occupy their respective benches because the bus will leave soon.” The counter attendant once again announced the departure, my heart breaking.
Mama back and forth kissed Ara, who had kissed her cheek, Mother Nisa was more eager when her daughter had entered the bus. Unknowingly my eyes crept, the fear of loss grew even more intense
flowed..
“Poom, poom, poom..” The horn of the sign of departure has sounded, suddenly my heart is silent.
The car runs backwards, turns to leave the terminal junction jackfruit, he stands waving
hands towards us, the bus looks smaller and smaller until it finally disappears from view. As for that day
the terminal is a silent witness, every second without it.
